Of course, the name Brand was Du's idea.
At the same time, it was also a small hope and experiment for Duque. Since he came to Azeroth and accidentally became a Pharaoh, he would have to deal with elements.
It wasn't that Duke hadn't thought about killing Ragnaros and becoming a god of fire himself. Unfortunately, humans weren't natural elemental creatures, and he couldn't give up his human body to become a fire elemental. Otherwise, what would happen to his harem of girls?
Of course, it was a good idea to see if he could get a piece of Ragnaros's flesh.
This fake fire man, Brand, was Duke's first test subject.
Brand wasn't a fire elemental creature in the traditional sense of Azeroth. He was more like a collection of complicated programs. If he wasn't a fire elemental, he would be an NPC.
Just like the monsters in the games Duque played before he traveled to this world.
It seemed like it could see enemies and react to every object in its field of vision, but that wasn't the case at all. Duque used the system genie to compile a program for Brand. For example, something within a 100-meter radius could be used as a condition to trigger a certain program.
In this place, there should only be a special monster that triggered Brand's reaction …
"Huh?"
Before driving Brand into the cave, Duque had prepared himself for many things, but this was obviously not one of them.
"Huuu –" The turbid air was filled with the aura of raging flames, as well as the barbaric aura of the ancient desolate lands.
Poor Brand. He only shot a fireball into the cave before it was crushed into sparks by the thing that rushed out.
"Five Dogs!?" Du Ke's voice went hoarse.
Right! Five Molten Hounds popped their heads out of the cave together.
This kind of two-headed lava monster with lava droplets constantly dripping from the corners of its mouth was disgusting no matter how many times he looked at it.
Duque's eyes narrowed into a straight line.
"From left to right! Alessandros, pull two. Gavinrad, Tirion, and Magni, one each! "
Even though the Dwarf Warriors had short legs, they were unrestrained!
Magni let out a "Yoho!" and charged at the Molten Hound on the far right. Mograine was the most shameless. With a slash of [Ashbringer], two Blades of Holy Light shot out, instantly causing the two Fire Hounds to chase after him in anger.
Only Gavin Rad and Theon were left. They were the ones who could only run!
Gavinrad was so angry that he shouted, "Boss, Alexandros cheated! I also want a divine artifact! "
If it was any other place, Duque would have told him that there was no Divine Relic, but it was the Molten Core. It was the first place in Azeroth where a Divine Relic could be found!
Not one, but two!
The first was [Thunder's Fury, Blessed Sword of the Wind Chaser] — Wind Sword for short.
There was once a player with a particularly good character who graduated in two weeks. When he walked around Iron Stove Castle with the Wind Sword, which looked like a cake fork but had lightning flashing in the middle, countless warriors and thieves just wanted to push him into the furnace of Iron Stove Castle and let him be reforged.
The Wind Sword was awesome not because of its own attack power, but because of its despicable, shameless, and stackable speed reduction effect. In the original version, a Mage would become brainless after being hit by it a few times. A fireball that could be made in three seconds would take thirty seconds.
Duque didn't know if he could make it in this lifetime, but if he did, it would be something that could greatly disrupt the opponent's magic circuit.
The other one was [Savras, Hand of Ragnaros the Balrog].
This hammer, which emitted a fiery aura from every corner, was also a well-deserved Divine Relic. Extremely high attack power, coupled with the unreasonable ability to automatically shoot fireballs at the opponent's side, it was extremely overpowered.
Of course, no matter which Divine Relic it was, it depended on the player's character.
In the real world of Azeroth, there was definitely no Instance Dungeon for these people who were envious of exquisite equipment. Therefore, it was up to fate whether or not it dropped the key forging items.
"Divine Relic? As the king of the Land of Fire, Ragnaros should have a Divine Relic! "Duque replied with a smile.
This answer instantly made Gavin Rad howl non-stop.
Just as Duque was about to say something, he suddenly realized that his Fire Man Brand was killed again.
A huge lava arm the size of a two-story building suddenly stretched out from the magma and crushed Brandt to death. Then, the eyes of the giant floating on the surface of the magma turned and looked at Duke and the others.
And it wasn't one giant, but two.
"Molten Core Giant and Molten Destroyer?!" Duque's expression darkened.
The Molten Core Giants weren't afraid. They had killed at least a dozen along the way. However, the Molten Destroyer was difficult. This guy was considered an elite among the Molten Core Giants. Its unbelievably powerful attack power could directly stomp a Warrior with poor equipment or insufficient strength to death.
Now, there were seven monsters.
Even though this team was made up of hero-level bosses and had enough melee professions, they still felt a sense of danger.
"Magni, use [Deity's Descent] and take on another giant."
"Alright!" Magni's body instantly grew more than five times, and his entire body shone with a metallic silver light. After angering the Molten Fire Hound, this guy intercepted and slammed his shoulder into the two giants that were charging at Duque's long-range team!
"Hey! I'll tank all three of them! "
Duke ignored Magni, who was putting on a pretentious act.
Instead, he looked at Brand nervously.
This Fire Man, who had been injected with a large amount of programming, relied on the dense fire elements in the surroundings to revive.
However, when he slowly regained his form, there was another uproar in the cave.
This time, hundreds of fire elemental creatures that looked like little demons rushed out — they were Inferno Imps!
A single Inferno Imp wasn't much of a threat. At most, they could burn the people around them. However, when hundreds of them came together and stacked their own fire rings, even a Warrior wearing a full set of fire resistance equipment would find it difficult.
"What the f * ck! Does this guy really know how to taunt everyone in the area? " Duque didn't dare to be careless anymore. He destroyed Brand with one hand and retrieved all the fire elements and programming he had been given.
Even so, the hundreds of Inferno Imps were still jumping and rushing toward the team.
At this moment, a Warrior stepped forward.
He was wearing black iron armor and rushed toward the group of Inferno Imps with agile steps that didn't match his burly figure.
The two brightly colored swords drew countless splendors that belonged to them in the fiery sky.
Varian Wrynn — attack!
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